Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 365

369. Stole the Demon God’s Warehouse

Chapter 369

Meanwhile, around the time Se-un arrived at the altar.

Far away, at a distance beyond Se-un’s senses, figures were chasing after him.

“Damn it, are you sure we’re going the right way? I can’t see anything.”

“We are going the right way.”

“Ugh, this is so frustrating. If we miss him, it’s a full refund! Got it?”

“We are going the right way.”

“It’s not like I’m dealing with a shadow! Why do you keep saying the same thing? Argh, frustrating!”

A figure in a black robe, suppressing their breath, stared ahead. Behind them, a man couldn’t contain his frustration, complaining.

Judging by their conversation, they seemed to be in some kind of contractual relationship.

The target they were chasing was…

“Are you sure it’s him? That wolf mask guy or whatever.”

“It is him.”

“But how did you find him? For some reason, everyone at Lilac clams up when his name comes up.”

“It’s hard to say we ‘found’ him. Frankly, he wasn’t a difficult target to locate.”

“What? No way. Do you know how much I looked into this? The higher-ups were breathing down my neck so much that I came down here myself and paid you guys!”

“It’s a kind of… gag order.”

“A gag order?”

The robed figure’s shoulders twitched slightly at the mention of the word ‘gag order.’

For the top information guild in Lilac, especially one of its executives, to be shaken like that, what exactly were they keeping silent about?

The man tilted his head, trying to guess the answer, before his eyes widened.

“Ah, you’re talking about the Valhalla Guild! But even so, Valhalla is based in the Eighth Shelter, right? Is there really a need to be that cautious?”

“It’s not Valhalla.”

“Huh? Then what is it?”

“Anything more than that exceeds the information fee.”

“Ugh, you’re so stingy. I’ll pay you more, just tell me. I’m curious.”

“Double the original amount.”

“……What?”

“You’ll have to pay double. Frankly, even that’s not a fair price, but I’m offering it as a special deal considering our relationship with the Qinghai Guild.”

The Qinghai Guild. One of the most well-known guilds in the Tower.

A guild of followers who worship the sea gods of Olympus, with Poseidon, one of the three main gods of Olympus, as their representative Constellation [a powerful being that sponsors players].

Most of the guild members possessed powers related to water, and it was said that no guild could match the Qinghai Guild in naval warfare.

In fact, their entire guild residence was said to be made up of the sea. Because of this, they had never lost a siege in any all-out war between guilds.

From this, one could guess the man’s identity.

A member of the Qinghai Guild. No, judging by the way he spoke, he was at least an executive-level player.

However, the man frowned at the informant’s demand for double the information fee.

“What? Double? Do you know how much contribution our guild has put into this?”

“I know exactly how much, which is why I’m saying this.”

“This information guild is a rip-off. Fine, forget it. I’ll just ignore it. The important thing is that guy anyway.”

As they moved, the information guild member’s expression became serious.

Although the man couldn’t see it, he could vaguely see Se-un’s battle.

‘This is beyond just information.’

The sight of him fighting three Death Knights.

This wasn’t just beyond the level of this floor.

At the very least, it was the level of the Seventh Shelter or higher.

No, with that level of combat power, he could easily be scouted by a large guild based in the Eighth Shelter.

“Can’t we get any closer? I want to see too.”

“No, we can’t.”

“Ugh, are you scamming me? Is he really there? There’s a limit to being cautious. How could we be discovered when we’re so far away?”

“Yes, we will be discovered.”

The information guild member was certain. If they went any further, they would definitely be discovered.

That’s why, no matter how much the man complained, he never moved forward.

It was fortunate that the contract stated that he had to follow the informant’s instructions; if the man had recklessly rushed out, they would have been discovered for sure.

“Moving on.”

After moving a bit further, they saw another Origin Site [a location where monsters spawn] that was just as empty.

“No matter how many Undead there are, how can there be so few corpses?”

“Here, there are traces of battle. Can you see how the ground is muddy?”

“I can see it, but why are there no corpses? This is really strange.”

As always, there was nothing in this Origin Site either. It was as if nothing had ever been there from the start.

Only the muddy ground and the hollowed-out pits barely proved that there had been a battle here.

“He’s stopped.”

“Ha, finally? Those guys have good stamina.”

“It seems that was his destination.”

The information guild member looked around, inwardly bewildered.

He thought most of the information about the trials on the 51st floor had already been released.

Not only the Origin Site with the three Death Knights they had seen earlier, but also the altar-like structure in the distance was something he had never seen before.

‘Is this a place you can’t reach just by getting lost?’

He didn’t know for sure, but now that he had found it once, there was no reason why he couldn’t find it again.

He had only come to chase after a man named Se-un for money, but finding this place was a huge gain.

If he returned to the guild, he could definitely register it as A-class information or higher.

However, the information guild member’s expression gradually darkened as he stared ahead.

“……I’ll withdraw from here.”

“What? What are you talking about, all of a sudden!”

“My role is over. They’re going to finish their business here and move on to the next floor.”

“No, you have to stay and watch me launch my spear!”

“That’s not specified in the contract.”

Although it was hidden by the robe, the information guild member couldn’t hide the fear on his face.

No matter how much the Qinghai Guild man complained, his decision was firm.

“Fine! Go, go! You’ll regret not seeing this thrilling climax.”

Eventually, the information guild member left, leaving only the Qinghai Guild man behind.

He raised his trident, which was like Poseidon’s weapon, and wore a satisfied smile.

“You’re just a local from the 51st floor. The moment you let your guard down, you’re finished.”

* * *

Altar. A place made to perform sacrifices to a god or to offer tributes.

A place that is similar to a temple, which exists to honor a god, but with a different feel.

The problem was that no matter how you looked at it, this place didn’t seem like an ordinary altar.

“It seems very different from the image of an altar that I know…….”

“It’s the same for me. I don’t see any symbols of the god being worshiped, and the size is abnormal.”

An altar would usually have a symbol of the god to whom offerings are made. Whether it’s a statue, a painting, or something else.

But there was nothing that could be called a symbol here.

“Could it be that it was erased because it’s old?”

It certainly looked old.

All the pillars were broken and fallen, so there wasn’t a single pillar that was intact, and the stairs were sparsely broken.

The size of each step, which came up to his waist, didn’t seem normal, though.

However, Se-un shook his head.

“Even if it’s old, the symbol is rarely erased.”

An altar is a place that represents the god being worshiped.

Even if it’s Earth, temples and altars in the Tower rarely have the symbol of the god they worship disappear.

If there is no symbol, it’s the same as saying that the god doesn’t exist.

“Let’s go up for now.”

“Yes.”

He walked forward, leaping over the abnormally high stairs.

Apart from being old, there were clear bloodstains on the stairs, as if blood clots had been dragged along.

He looked around carefully as he walked up the stairs, but he still couldn’t see the symbol of the god being worshiped.

Not long after, he reached the end of the stairs.

When he arrived at what he thought was the center of the altar, a huge platform appeared where offerings seemed to be placed.

– The Constellation, ‘The Crow Who Bows His Head,’ tilts his head.

– The Constellation, ‘The Serpent Surrounding Jealousy,’ wonders about the identity of the altar, saying that he doesn’t feel any divinity here.

– The Constellation, ‘The Hungry Prince,’ is disappointed that there is nothing to eat here.

Of course, there was nothing on the platform.

In this old and dirty place, only the platform was neatly cleaned as if someone had cleaned it.

Even if he looked around the platform, he couldn’t see a single picture, let alone any writing.

Even Se-un couldn’t figure it out.

‘What is it?’

There’s definitely something.

At this point, the Guide should at least give him a small piece of information, but he doesn’t feel anything.

He carefully placed his hand on the platform.

He thought it would be cold, but he felt a warm warmth as if he had touched a living creature.

At that moment.

Wooong-

Se-un’s stigma glowed.

He was communicating with the Demon Gods, but what could make Se-un’s stigma, which didn’t have a Constellation that had officially made a contract with an Apostle, react with the altar?

Through the stigma, Se-un’s divinity weakly drained out and filled the platform.

And soon, a faint afterimage began to emerge on the platform.

– To the living who have come to the sacred site for the dead.

It was different from a ghost. It was like a divine revelation.

Perhaps because of the influence of the divinity Se-un had sent, the afterimage was emitting a faint crimson light.

– This is a place where only the dead can join hands.

‘The dead…….’

Various pieces of information came to Se-un’s mind.

He had only exchanged two words, but it wasn’t like he couldn’t infer anything from those words.

‘Is this a place to honor the god of the underworld?’

The god of the underworld. Or the god of death.

Typically, one could think of Hades, one of the main gods of Olympus.

But somehow, the nuance was different.

Usually, these places are places to honor the dead, not places where the dead pray.

In the first place, there’s no way the dead would do something like pray, right?

– In order for the living to join hands, a sacrifice is required.

“What kind of sacrifice do you want?”

He wasn’t sure what it meant to join hands, and he didn’t know what would happen if he offered a sacrifice.

But he had no intention of returning empty-handed after coming all the way here.

However, the afterimage’s answer was so textbook-like that Se-un’s expression soured.

– Your fellow humans who are alive.

Fellow humans. In other words, he was being asked to sacrifice a human.

It wasn’t like there was no way to do it.

Since he had already figured out how to get here by following the flow, he could just go back the way he came and catch a player who was doing the wave [exploring the tower].

He knew that this was an extremely unethical method.

Of course, Se-un had no intention of going that far to uncover the secrets of this place.

‘Should I go back for now?’

There was no way to do it right now.

He could capture an irredeemable piece of human trash after passing the trial, return to Lilac, and then return here, but…….

‘Is it really worth it?’

He didn’t want to go that far for an Outer [someone from outside the Tower], let alone a mysterious altar.

Just as he was about to turn away from the platform and return.

– Dangerous.

Flap!

Turiek spread his purple wings and pushed Se-un back.

What followed was a trident swirling with sea currents, flying in with surprising speed.

If it hadn’t been for Turiek, he might not have even noticed the existence of the trident.

But his surprise was only momentary.

Thanks to Turiek, he was pushed back and reached out his hand towards the trident that was passing right in front of him.

Making the most of the mysteries of Tai Chi, he grabbed the spear shaft, and the energy of the rough sea currents swept over Se-un.

‘This much is fine.’

It wasn’t any other attribute, and he was confident in his water resistance.

The moment he grabbed the spear shaft, the whirlpool wrapped around Se-un’s arm and injured him, but he didn’t care and rotated his body.

In that instant, his dantian [energy center] moved quickly and poured internal energy into the spear shaft.

– Through internal energy, the third form of the Ice Dragon Spear Technique, Ice Dragon Fall, is enhanced.

– According to the mysteries of the Ice Jade Divine Art, cold energy is added to the martial art.

The sea currents swirling around the trident froze coldly.

Se-un, with his wings spread, jumped high and rotated his body once, throwing the trident in the direction it had come from.

The trident, wrapped in the form of an ice dragon instead of sea currents, flew towards the opposite horizon.

And then.

Thud-

“Kkeuaaaak!”

Someone’s scream was heard in the distance.

He thought he might miss because he had moved so urgently, but Se-un’s movements were more skilled than he had thought.

“Master, are you okay?”

Choi Su-chang’s worried voice was heard.

Even if it was a strong attack, he had the armor made by Go Chang-seok, so even if he didn’t die in one hit, he could have suffered a fatal blow from the surprise attack.

But Se-un didn’t seem flustered at all.

Rather, he was wearing a low smile as if it was a good thing.

“Can you bring him here?”

“……I understand.”

Because a ‘sacrifice’ to offer to the altar had been created at just the right time.